Waiting game

Waiting game

A Poem by turbochainsaw

I wait...
but they never come 
so on I wait...
and still no sign
alone in silence I sit and ponder what it will be like 
all the while knowing I cannot imagine
and then my dreams become reality 
it all has meaning 
the time has come
the wait is over 
tiny streaks of light blaze across the sky 
then larger ones
I see explosions off in the distances
followed by fires
then one large ball of light like a mini sun catches my eye 
I stare at it transfixed on it's beauty
I cannot look away I dare not look away
now I can feel it's heat as it grows closer
the light grows brighter the heat more intense
brighter hotter brighter hotter
brighter hotter.......oblivion
darkness
I wait...

© 2014 turbochainsaw


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Added on June 11, 2014
Last Updated on June 11, 2014